#moon #moonlight #poem

I felt the caress of moonlight

as I walked neath the darkened sky

and sought for a life thats resting

in its ancient lullaby

the birds have went to nest

the owl wakes at last

and I alone resist

the time of sunlight is past

but soon my limbs grow heavy

the red blanket tucks me in

and the dirt meets my head

I knew the moon would win

I felt its caress

as my breath slows

and at last I was ready

ready to let go

in the moonlight


© A.A.Baker